*Yelling in Dutch*
Melanie and I froze in our seats on the train while a train employee continued yelling at us.
I looked at Mel and looked back at the train man. We had our tickets, we weren’t being obnoxious. What in the world could we have possibly done to deserve this? Continue reading “A Lady in Leiden”
What had happened was… I was supposed to be flying to Sacramento.
There I was just minding my own business driving to work. Hands at 10 and 2.
Not texting.
Not doing my makeup.
Not checking Insta (all things I’m embarrassed to admit I’ve done while driving)
And out of thin air, literally, a giant black steel grate was hurtling through the air straight towards my car.
You know in “Over the Hedge” when the squirrel has had WAY too much caffeine and the world goes into slo-mo. That is pretty much the best way to describe this moment.
The moment where I looked to my right, saw a car next to me cruising along. Looked to my left and saw a cement wall and then wrapped my fingers around the steering wheel and plowed ahead.
There was an unmistakable *POP* and if there was a marquis of neon letters marching across the car displaying my thoughts you would see, “Hm… I made it, that wasn’t too bad”.
I uncurled my fingers and felt pretty proud of myself for running over a steel grate and other than a small noise, not really being all that bothered.
Better pull off the highway just to make sure my little car is A-okay. I pulled off and to my complete dismay I had blown a tire and not just that, there was this gross liquid pouring out of my car.
Obviously the next step was to call Danny hysterically crying that my life was over and that I was going to get fired from my job… except I couldn’t get ahold of Danny, but I DID get ahold of his mom. Meaning all of the above sobbing and boo-hoo-ing was done to his sweet mom.
All of this to say, dating Danny is INCREDIBLE because not only do I now know how to change a tire in my Flight Attendant uniform, I now know how to drive his stick shift car, and how towing companies work. To top off that list I can now say I’ve ordered a transmission fluid box online and a tire from Amazon. Who knew Amazon delivers tires?
This blog post is entitled “A Lady in Germany” because instead of being able to work that day I picked up a trip to Munich later on in the week.
Here’s some pictures of “The Residenz” which has to be the most gorgeous palace I’ve ever seen. So you see, everything does have a silver lining. I got in a car wreck and ended up in Germany.
XOXO,
Christena
“Oh hey… I know you don’t I?”
I froze mid-step in my red dress and heels and stared at the person speaking to me in the Paris airport. It was none other than Drew Barrymore waving at me from the coffee shop I was about to walk into.
Continue reading “Questions You’ve Always Wanted To Ask Your Flight Attendant”
“Well ladies and gentleman we’ve got this adorable black and white houndstooth suitcase that someone left in the jet bridge, if you could please ring your call light if this is yours we would greatly appreciate it. Otherwise I sure hope we’re the same size.” Continue reading “The Lady On The Plane”
Flight Attendants aren’t normal. In fact I would go so far to compare us to unicorns because really… how crazy is it that my friends and I flew from all different parts of the United States to Honolulu for free. Continue reading “A Lady In Hawaii”
Remember that time when my entire crew including the pilots of an international flight pulled the worlds largest prank on me mid-flight? When I embarrassed myself in front of 300 passengers? I haven’t told y’all? Continue reading “A Lady In Zurich”
“Ma’am, is there a reason you were going 20 m.p.h. over the speed limit on a mountain road in the rain?” The officer asked. Continue reading “Why Cinderella Was Late For The Ball”
“You know honestly I would be THE worst pioneer in the history of pioneer’s. I’d see all this flat land and be like… nope… not happening.” I mused out loud to Danny.
I like to think being a Flight Attendant is a little bit like being Cinderella because like her, my life changes significantly at the stroke of midnight.
“How dare you make me check my bag. Who do you think you are? I bet you didn’t even go to school and are just a Flight Attendant because that’s you’re only option” Continue reading “Have Courage and Be Kind”
